hi sweaty u ok ?
Dear Mr Personal. Thanks for your email. Actually, I'm not okay. I am, as you so politely say, very sweaty, but that's because I had to rush home after a hellish day at work giving presentations, had to squeeze onto a packed tube amongst a barrage of other unpleasant armpits, only to get home and find out that I'd left the heating on full whack. Combine that with a 100% polyester outfit and I am in a small amount of perspirational strife to say the very least. But that, to be brutally honest, is none of your business thank you. So if you please, I'll be off to douche myself to within an inch of my sweaty life. Yours glowingly
Desperate times call for desperate measures friends. Gone are the days of meeting your future spouse at a wedding or at work. Oh no. Nowadays, it's either e-dating or no dating. I'm not ashamed to admit to being an internet dating tourist, and one thing that impresses/distresses me more than anything are some of the messages that wheedle their way into my inbox. And some of these are just too good to be left unacknowledged. So here they are, in all their glory. Plus the replies I never sent.
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